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I reflect the morning's events to determine what, if anything, I have learned.
As I think, I scrub the wall on my knees beneath the window sill.
I have learned that the new phrase was a mistake. Running around the garden shouting “no knickers, no food” did not have the desired effect. In the 93 degree heat, I learn that my voice carries one block with an easterly breeze and that no-one is allergic to 'outside' anymore.
My neighbour advises me that 'drawers' or 'pants' is more socially appropriate for public broadcasts.
I discover that my son will consume Ritz crackers as a substitute for Goldfish crackers but that eating them without suitable attire is a dangerous pastime.
I learn that our home is not entirely burglar proof, that it is possible to gain entry through a window and that a bug screen is no deterrent.
I am uncertain if I have a pack of lemmings or a co-ordinated team? I already know that I am an excellent cleaner as I remove the last few footprints size 13, 1 and 3, from the wall.
Replacing the bug screen will be a challenge. Teaching them not to retreat, go into reverse and climb back outside the window, is more of a headache.
Please pop over to my new blog “Sandwiched Genes” for further complications.